/dr/ - Dreams

Too many times anon. Their always so vivid it makes me incredibly disappointed to forget.

All the time. I like to feel sand between my feet, smell the ocean, smell drinks and food, anything.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, I once dreamt I was my pillow, and somehow I felt things. That wasn't realistic at all.

That kind of dream is why I still spend so much time on this site. I guess it's a fascination. Any other chan as inactive as this one I would have ditched long ago. But, since this one contains a lot of individuals who value dreams as much as me, I stick around.

>>640
Forewarnings of what?

Also that man looks like Benjamin Franklin and Dennis Quaid had a kid.

Some revised ministry stuff, wrote about it on /his/, so copypasta.

You have a monarch, raised and educated to be the most efficient ruler he can be, but instead of absolute power, all he gets is to be the head of the senate, of the nation, and to have a few extra votes in the senate.
Also, there would be ministers, who are appointed by the last ministers, based completely upon skill, and departments within those ministries.

Ministry of War; Departments of Police, Border Control, of Firefighting, and the Military.

Ministry of the Post, News, the Census, and Public Entertainment; Departments of Carriage Post(Mail delivered by carriage), Bird Post(Mail delivered by trained birds), the News(Weekly newspaper, with everything said by politicians, word-for-word, information released by the government, recent events, short-stories, puzzles, census data, Etc.), the Census(Makes censuses about everything imaginable), and Public Events(Circuses, plays, other organized public events, Etc.)

Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and research; Departments of Health(Maintains hospital

>>632

Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and research; Departments of Health(Maintains hospitals and clinics, one in each town), Education(Maintains schools, one in each town), Museums(Maintains museums, might just be one in each big city), and Research(Based in the National University, researches health, history, science, Etc.)

Ministry of Building and Maintaining(Builds and maintains everything built by the government, basically nation construction company); Departments of Roads, Sewers, Public & Government Buildings, and Inspecting.

Ministry of Foreign Affairs; Departments of [Every nation we have relations with]

Ministry of the Treasury and National Bank; Departments of the Treasury, and the National Bank(One in each town).

Ministry of the Courts; Department the Court(One in each town)

>>633
Oh, and change Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and Research to Health, Education, Museums, Libraries, and Research and add a Department of Libraries.

OP here, recently been chewin' on an idea.
A radio show. Stay with me, now.
A radio show about a noir-style detective. Framed in his tapes. He'd record everything, from his ramblings while pacing, to his street interviews, to all his phone calls.
Episodic cases, probably two hours a week on some station.
Opening would be him pacing and rambling about something, just his footsteps, breath, and shirt buttons snapping as he does and undoes them.
Set in the year it airs, he doesn't really like modern conventions, but ends up doing a lot of internet searching off-air, since he can't get a ton of real work.
Became a detective after buying the office, making a website, Etc. on a drunken night.
There would be no description of him, but we'd gradually learn about how he looked through other's observations, like how he's missing half his right thumb(This comes from my grandfather, I thought it'd be an interesting addition.)
In the very end, his cassette recorder would be shot, and we wouldn't know whether he lived or died.
Now I'm just coming up with a few episodes.

What do you think? Would you tune in every week?

Lately I've been daydreaming about two things.
One, what I'd do if I could redo life by reincarnating as myself but younger. I'd fix many things, and learn so many arts and sciences.
The second would be what I'd do if I had some godlike regex powers.
%s/[:peoplewhomaketheworldworseonpurpose:]//g

>>627
Strange.

>>583
that sounds kind of scary anon. I haven't had a nice dream in months, but I think I'll sleep a lot more easily having quit my slave retail job.

>>455
Oh, I'm well aware. Looking at my relationship history, I can't help but only get romantically involved with someone after I've come to terms with the idea of their premature death. It sounds cynical, but the love here is so strong that it could very well destroy me even without her premature death, so I need to make sure I'm in a state where I can be there for others most of the time.

It's crazy, I've regained the fear of my own death because of her. I feel a reason to not die. It's incredible.

I still have dreams that I'm back in school, and it's usually miserable because school itself was miserable for me. However as of late my dreams have mostly taken different directions, being somehow video-game influenced or just straight up random or nonsensical.

For OP, if you're still having hospital dreams or dreams you don't like, maybe you could put some effort into learning to lucid dream? I've heard the control can be a great way to overcome fears and traumas, if only because when you face them head-on in a dream they tend to morph into something pleasant. I have yet to experience one yet, unfortunately, but once I do I plan on making some DC posts about it.

>>453
>>465
Good to hear you're doing better, man. You've had it really rough, when I hear stories from guys like you it makes me realize how easy I've had it.

>>453
Glad to hear you're better OP.
Best of luck to you.

>>531
Nice doggo

>>465
How are things, Anon? Have you forgotten about this place?

From my right side came two figures from the trees. One was a five or so foot figure slightly shorter than me, with a hunched back and ears like pitcher plants. He had someone/thing else with him; a "man" with a short, fat torso, and limbs that seemed atrophied dangling where you'd expect limbs to be. I could not see a head, only a black stump of burned flesh where one would be. He was dragged by his cohort by a rope tied across his fat chest. The hunched creature said they were paid to "deal with me", whatever that meant. I was stricken with paralysis and fell to the ground, then I woke up immediately.

Once awake, I splashed my face with water, drank some, and had a piece of French bread before returning to sleep. I was far too tired to go about my day.

The second dream was again, many quick vignettes of terribly uneasy memories. It felt around six hours total, with the final thirty minutes being back in the forest with the two creatures, just before I left them. I was walking down the small road again in a replay of my last dream. The same pitcher-eared creature walked up to me, dragging the other one behind him. He approached me in a much calmer fashion than before, getting close enough for me to see how terribly painful their physical afflictions must be. Here I realized that they were once something else. The pitcher-eared one said that they were paid more to protect me, and that someone outbid their services. They spoke as if knowing where we left off, and that we were going through the motions identically.

I woke up just as tired as I was, and didn't go back to sleep. The second dream had only been three hours.

I need to find a way to calm down my dreams. I'm so tired all the time.

That's all of it. Here's a good picture of pine barrens similar to those I walked through.

S-so, nobody?

a wandering dream

with outside unknown actors deciding whether you live or die

at the hands of seemingly monstrous others

but upon second inspection you realize they are in pain and may or may not have another choice of how to live

I typically interpret dreams by taking them back one or two levels of abstraction. Yours, while undoubtedly very personal and very emotional, is also somewhat understandable considering your condition.

Not that I "understand how you feel" because I absolutely do not, but I may have touched on a core "message" of the dream, if you believe them to have meaning, which I tend to do, because I often learn something about myself in the process of interpreting them.

A tree loses lots of leaves over the course of its growth, and likewise, often branches. Up, up, up it goes, until felled by weather, axe, or age. Such is the way of life. Breathe well, while you can.

>>541
What were they and why? :/

>>541
YOU MUST RETAKE THEM ANON

>>541
I had dreams and aspirations but I started to lost them.

>>558
>every single women there wanted to have sex with me
>They were lifting up their clothes, showing off their underwear, talking cheap talk
>I was almost forced to have sex with all of them
Interesting dream, Anon. Pic related.

This book cover always reminded me of the mood of my dreams. A dark, hazy, lonely world, as though you were late to something or the only one who bothered to show up. Everyone is somewhere else or nonexistent.

I remember the book being very good (mind-blowing even) but haven't read it since middle school, so I don't think adults would get much out of it. I'd probably think it was shite now too. It's great if you're a pessimistic pre-teen though, as is the rest of Cormiers stuff.

>>411
I want to live in your dream. Mine are far less wondrous.

>>538
:/ All of those soggy books

I had a library dream the other night. All of the books I came across were written by my family. My dad's book was on cocktail recipes